It is a very busy road that lead me to Varaždin yesterday. Cars and trucks rush by at the highest possible speed. Next to the road are workshops, small factories and storage facilities. The noise and exhaust fumes make those last 8 (of 48) kilometres even more murderish.
The town centre is the opposite of that in every possible way. It wants to be baroque-ish and a little snobbish as well, a succesful combination. People walk slowly across the square and through the narrow streets. It seeing and being seen.
There is a neat little market, clean in a squekish way. Between 1 and 5 in the afternoon there is no living soul to be seen in the city centre. When it then also starts raining it feels like the mellowing daylight is fading the city away. Any moment now a horse drawn carriage may pass by over the cobble stones.
Time ripples a bit in Varaždin.